Author’s POV“Of what use do you intend to be to me, Freya?” Callum questioned with a dark look in his eyes.Freya swallowed hard, keeping her place by the wall. “I promise, Callum. I am trying my best. Ronan and I are just getting closer now. I have to gain his trust, he is becoming more secretive. Did something happen?”He turned his face away mumbling some incoherent words under his breath. His last altercation with Ronan had put Callum on the edge a bit. Nothing prepared him for the discussion they had. He didn’t think Ronan would ever find out about his true relationship with Celine. But it is all thanks to his big-mouthed daughter.“Whatever happened is none of your business.” He bit back. “All I need from you is the information of everything Ronan does. I do not care how you intend to do so. Just make sure that happens.”“I will do so. All the same, I just think it is essential that you tell me what happened?”“Fine! Ronan found out that I was abusing Celine before her death b
Ronan’s POVA familiar but fading scent wafted through my nose. I shifted feeling a tender weight on my chest while the morning sun taunted my eyes. I finally opened them to see Freya next to me. Lifting her off me gently, I got off the bed putting my clothes back on.Last night was a rollercoaster of emotions. I couldn’t hold myself back from breaking down. It's been an overwhelming couple of days for me and I have mostly kept to myself. Being back in Freya’s arms after a long while does feel like home. And sincerely, I didn’t stop to think about Fiona. Even though guilt did get a light grip on me. She is still my mate and wife under every law guiding our world.I placed a kiss on her forehead and left the room. Only to be met in the hallway by Timon. Timon as always didn’t bother to hide his surprise. He glanced behind me and attempted to open his mouth to speak.“Not here!” I warned heading to my chamber.He obeyed and followed stealthily. As soon as the door was shut behind us. He
Author’s POVFreya paced the study back and forth feeling anxious, she had been waiting for Callum for over thirty minutes and he still hadn’t shown up. She already mindlinked him to announce her presence. A part of her felt uneasy at his obvious disregard for her.Just when she was about to give up, he walked in with a chip on his shoulder.“Elder Callum.” She muttered out of respect.“Why are you here?” Callum asked coldly.Freya isn’t having any of his sore attitude and she raised her brow defiantly to prove it. “Don’t talk to me like I am some street urchin. Yes, I did something wrong and I already apologized. You act like you haven’t made mistakes yourself. What is it with your attitude towards me? I am sure this must be the reason Ronan is beginning to suspect you.”He blinked slowly. “Suspect me? For what?”She scoffed. “You ask the question like you do not know what you are involved in. It is bad enough that Ronan knows about your violent nature. I got talking to him and he a
Fiona’s POV“Why are you out here?” Isla asked, sitting next to me by the house porch.I shrugged, staring into the sunset. “Do you know how long it has been since the king came here?” I asked her.She cleared her throat and shifted slightly. “He might be busy. You know how much goes on at the palace.”Her words do sound convincing but not reliable enough.“I know Ronan. Or maybe I think I know him. He would still visit even if it is just once a week. But now he hasn’t even come around in over five weeks. Whenever I mind linking him, he is either nonresponding or giving excuses for not showing up.”“I don’t think it is intentional. Trust that he will get back to you.”As if on cue the gates opened letting in Ronan in his wolf form walking towards us majestically. Isla and I bowed to him while he made his way inside to get dressed.“I told you he would come by.” Isla giggled nudging me on the side.I rolled my eyes at her and went in to meet Ronan. He was changing into one of his cloth
Ronan’s POVI gulped hard at the voice of Dawn. I am not prepared to see her now, it's one of the reasons I arrived this late just so I can prepare myself for the discussion I would have with her tomorrow. For someone in my position. It is funny to hear that I am perturbed by a teenager.“I thought she was asleep,” I mumbled“You should go.” Fiona urged. “She already knows you are here.”I scratched the back of my neck, wishing she would give up. But the persistent knock jolted me back to the present. I inhaled deeply and got up ready to face her. Dawn’s glazed eyes met with mine as I opened the door.“Why don’t we take a stroll to the garden.” I offered.Dawn nodded slightly in response and walked with me. None of us said anything when we sat down staring at the bright moon.“You know, Mother used to love sitting out under the moon in her wolf form. It's like a major solace for her. I would join in, but would eventually get sent inside due to the cold that follows. She had a peaceful
Ronan’s POV“Are you sure you want to do this?” Timon asked me for the umpteenth time.I glared at him. “If you intend to chicken out, you know I won’t stop you. I am the Alpha king and will bear the burden in the first place. I have thought hard and long about it and my mind is made up.”He mumbled some incoherent words and dragged behind me him reluctantly. I had a lot of thinking to do when I was with Fiona. The only reason my uncle was able to get away with his horrible act is because there is no rule protecting mates in case they get hurt. I am going to stop such cruelty under my rule even if I can’t get to punish Elder Callum or other animals like him. Fiona did help me make the decision. She assured me Aunt Celine would be happier with that than me blaming myself.Everyone was standing including the evil-doer when I walked in. As much as I try to see him as I always do. The vision of him beating Aunt Celine while she wept and begged helplessly makes me boil. Dion agreed with m
Author’s POVCallum scratched the wall angrily with his claws feeling his insides boil in anger. He wished he got the chance to pounce on Ronan and ripped him to shreds. All through the discussion they had in the meeting room all he wanted to do was pull out his insides and watch him bleed to death.The mistake he made was underestimating the young man. He should have killed Ronan a long time ago and made sure no traces of him were seen. But like a cursed person, his target keeps slipping out of his hands.He started pacing the room back and forth while trying to mind-link Freya.“That bitch!” He growled sinking his blood-stained claws into his palm.His wolf whined on the pain which Callum ignored. He finally felt tired and eased himself into a chair. A light knock came from behind the door and one of his men walked in.The young man bowed his head slightly. “You called for me, my lord.”Callum flared his nose looking angry all over again. With a lowrumble at the back of his throat
Author’s POVThe creepy sound from behind the tall grasses and trees caused Ronan to take an abrupt pause. He had been hearing it since he went further into the woods. His wolf, Dion had also smelt a distant scent. Only to realize that there might be several of them lurking behind the shadows.Ronan scratched the ground with his claws and while he mindlinked Timon. He took one step further and the sounds became clearer. They were closing in on him. He shut his eyes tightly to focus on their breathing to enable him to know the number of people that had him surrounded. But he couldn’t they seemed to be breathing the same way.“There is no need to keep hiding, show your faces, you coward.” He growled baring his canines.As if on cue the wolves hiding stepped out. They all had dark paint on their body. Ronan didn’t need to be told that it was their means to disguise themselves. He couldn’t catch a whiff of their actual scent. His enemies seem to have gotten bolder. Their desperation has
Ronan’s POVLouis let out his loud childish laugh as I tickled his side. It feels so good to finally get the chance to play with my child. We have gotten closer as it should be. He has stuffed himself with every sweet chewables the party has to offer. I have a feeling Isla would have a hard time putting him to bed.“So sorry, Your Highness. I will take him now.” Isla pleaded.“It is alright, Isla. Thank you. Where is my wife?”“She is getting changed.”“Alright, thank you.”After the usual open ceremony that involved every member of the Nestorian kingdom, Fiona was crowned as the Luna Queen. We returned to the palace to celebrate with a ball, ushering in anyone who desired to attend. Fiona made the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in her wedding dress. I wish we didn’t have to be so engaged in honoring our guests and just have her to myself.“Wow, he is, the man of the hour.” Timon teased sitting next to me.“I have been looking around for you. Where have you been?” I questioned.
Fiona’s POVI glanced discreetly at Ronan and smiled to myself. He looks much better than he was a month ago. When Lord Timon arrived with a carriage saying we were returning to the palace, I thought it was a joke. I had almost given up on the thought that we would ever get to return since Ronan never seemed to have an answer.When we arrived there was a lot of acknowledgment from the very people who didn’t care to see me. I never knew Ronan’s uncle and didn’t think too highly of him after hearing about all that he did. What I didn’t expect was the situation of Freya. It was okay when she plotted to have me dead, but shocking at her intention to kill Ronan. You never know what people are capable of. Dawn didn’t appear too concerned about the death of her father, but she finally got the chance to mourn her mother properly.I felt sorry for Dawn and Ronan, even though my experience wasn’t as epic as theirs. I do know what it feels like to have the ones you trust to play on your heart an
Ronan’s POVMy entire world felt like a lie. I still can’t get over everything that Elder Callum expressed. To think I felt guilty for ever suspecting him. All the while I had sleepless nights and battled for my life, he was plotting against me.“Why don’t you go back to the palace, Your Majesty, and let me sort this out,” Timon said.I shook my head feeling a nasty ache making its way to my head. “No, please, I want to see for myself.” I insisted.We were headed for Elder Callum’s house to search properly this time. Even though I still can’t get over the shock of all that he said and his death, I want to get a glimpse of everything. The house was agog when we arrived. All of the maids and guards looked on in fear as Timon and his men searched every room in the house.The remains of Aunt Celine were the first thing that was found. Callum had it wrapped up in a bag and put it into the room she had slept in when she was alive. It was obvious that it was her from the burnt remains of her
Author’s POVThere was an eerie feeling in the air as Ronan moved through the woods stealthily. He could sense some presence behind the thick bushes, and even though whoever it was did try to hide its scent, he caught a whiff of it and it almost seemed familiar. He should have listened to Timon who advised that he took a carriage to meet with his family. But something told him to go his usual route.He halted his steps to listen to be sure he heard right. All of sudden a big wolf matching his frame jumped at him from nowhere sinking his teeth into Ronan’s upper body, but he missed and only got to tear out a bit of his fur. Before he could get a grip on the situation, the attacker pushed him to the ground aiming for his neck vein. Ronan fought hard and gave the wolf a wild kick that sent him reeling backward.Ronan hurried to his feet, gnashing his teeth at his attacker. Just then the attacker shifted into their form leaving Ronan in shock. Callum turned out to be the one behind the wo
Ronan’s POVSomeone banged recklessly on the door waking me up roughly from my sleep. I have barely gotten an hour of sleep in. My mind has been laced heavily with thoughts that had prevented me from sleeping at the due time. Groaning, I sat up with my back bent. It's actually morning, how long was I asleep?Timon made his way in, bowing slightly towards me. “Your majesty,”“Really? Why would you hit on the door like that?” I questioned.“It was not my doing. Ava was at the door.”“Has she lost her mind? Where are the guards when you need them to do their jobs? Why wake me up so early in the morning?”“It's not exactly morning your majesty. It is way past noon. Are you alright? You don’t look well rested.”I rubbed my forehead, staring intently at the wall. “Something is coming, Timon. But I do not know what it is and my heart is burdened. I couldn’t get any sleep because of it. If anything goes wrong please protect my family.”He sighed. “Don’t be like that, we will resolve whatever
Ronan’s POV“Where is that bastard?” Levi yelled as he stormed my study.Three guards stood behind him ready to strike at my order. They must have restrained themselves since he is my in-law. I nodded towards them to excuse us. Timon gave me a questioning nod.“What is all this about Levi?” I inquired.“Oh, really? So you do not know what all this is about? Where is my sister, Ronan? Did you have your child bearer skin her alive? So what if she tried to kill her? Isn’t she an intruder in the first place? You should be ashamed of yourself for picking a mere stranger over your mate.” He ranted.I exchanged a confused look with Timon before looking back at the fuming man. “What you are saying now is that you do not see any wrong in what your sister did?”“Yes, and for what it is worth, you are to blame. If you didn’t turn away from her and make her feel unneeded she wouldn’t have gone that far. But what excuse do you have now that she is carrying your child and your child bearer is very
Author’s POV“Freya?” Callum called out. No response came. He rubbed at his neck in discomfort and moved closer. She was unmoving and blood appeared to be flowing from her head to the ground.He gulped hard and felt her pulse. Callum cursed under his breath at the eventuality of his action. Not only had her breath seized, she couldn’t be revived. Freya was dead. Covering his eyes with both hands, he groaned like a wounded lion. This wasn’t supposed to end like that. The only death he intends to have on his hands next is Ronan’s.His breath hitched at every passing second. Rising to his feet, he took in a deep breath to calm himself. There is no need to start hyperventilating when the deed has already been done. First, he has to get her cleaned up and find a way to dispose of her body, but then it will take a lot of work. If anyone gets to know that the queen is missing, it won’t take long for her to be traced down to him.Callum searched around for anything that would do to stuff her
Author’s POVFreya gasped for breath like she had been hit in the chest. Nothing prepared her for the murderous look in his eyes. She could sense the irritation in his expression. Her legs wobbled and her lips quivered. Ronan was supposed to be obsessed with her now that she was pregnant. He is meant to cherish her like no other. Instead, he appears to be disgusted by her.She pulled at her hair with shaky hands. A muffled scream escaped her lips, she tried hard to let it all out but nothing came. The tears rolled down her face, almost blinding her. Freya sat still just staring blankly into space. It is as if every time she tries to give Ronan a chance to amend his ways, he walks onto the destructive path.Regret creeps in as she thinks of Callum. He had been the only one who came to her rescue and assured her of a secure future. Instead of making sure their relationship is sealed and they have themselves to count on. She plotted his death. All because of Ronan.The more she thought a
Ronan’s POV“You didn’t find anything?” I asked Timon for the umpteenth time like my ears had gone deaf.He bowed his head, “I am sorry, Your Majesty. I must have gotten the wrong information.”Ruffling my hair, I sank onto the couch feeling an unexplained exhaustion. I had eventually hurried back to the palace in the hope that Timon would catch onto something. Even though we do have a missing knife to prove that my uncle had something to do with his friend's death, it is not enough to accuse him of killing his wife.Even though it doesn’t sound right, I am beginning to hope he might have a link to the enemy tormenting me. It probably was Elder James. What if my uncle was trying to defend me? Won’t it be wrong of me to be so hard on a person who is more like my parent?Timon dragged a foot on the ground. “Please say something.”I held his gaze, shrugging. “I really wish I could say something to you, but I do not know what to say. I must admit that I was eager to hear the outcome of yo